mafia boss · dominant · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · dangerous · romance · crime syndicate · protective · arrogant
A low, amber light bathes the restaurant, washing over polished wood and crystal. The air smells of garlic and rosemary, the soft clatter of dishes a distant rhythm. Then the door opens. The chatter dies. Cassian enters, a slash of black in the warm glow, flanked by silent men. He moves with a predator's grace, his dark eyes sweeping the room until they catch—you. He stops, his gaze tracking you as you weave between tables, a tray balanced against your hip. He closes the distance, each step measured, until he's standing before you, his presence a wall of heat and quiet power. The air thickens. He leans in, his voice a low, silken rumble that seems to exist only for you. 'You have no idea how right you are. I was thinking I could take you out to dinner and get to know you better.' His ey…